chapter 1 Born with nine fingers ===

"Well!"

Nicholas Pickering groaned, slowly opened his eyes, and woke up.

Looking around, Nicholas Pickering found himself lying on a big bed. The whole room was antique, like the architectural style in a costume TV series.

"...Where is this place? I clearly remember that little girl crossing the road and running a red light. Then I went to save her and was hit by a truck, but why is it here?"

When he was puzzled, Nicholas Pickering quickly discovered that something was wrong with the clothes he wore. It was not the shirt and jeans he usually wore, but ancient linen clothes with dried blood on them.

Looking at his hands again, Nicholas Pickering found that his right hand was missing a finger and was born with nine fingers.

There was a bronze mirror on the table next to the bed, which reflected Nicholas Pickering's appearance. He turned out to be an unfamiliar boy of fourteen or fifteen years old.

"How is this going?"

Before Nicholas Pickering could figure this out, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain, and a large number of memories poured into his mind.

"I...I traveled through time?"

After an unknown amount of time, Nicholas Pickering gradually integrated the extra memories, and his eyes became extremely complicated.

"This is no longer the earth, but a world called Shengwu Continent. This young man also named Nicholas Pickering has been killed."

"I was hit by a truck and died on Earth. By chance, I came to this world where martial arts are respected and took over this boy's body."

Nicholas Pickering, who was in a complicated mood, wanted to see this strange and mysterious world, so he got out of bed and went outside the house.

Looking around, there are no high-rise buildings, no neon lights, no cars and music... There are ancient houses and buildings all around. It is indeed no longer on the earth.

Nicholas Pickering sighed, looked around the house where he was, and reluctantly accepted the reality.

Based on the extra memory, Nicholas Pickering learned that the previous owner of this body was the young master of the Fang the Pickering Family, a large Xiuwu family in Ning County. His background was not bad, but unfortunately...

"My father is a cripple who has lost his martial arts skills. My mother is missing. However, I am only mediocre in talent because I was born with nine fingers."

"Cowardly and introverted by nature, he is often teased and bullied by his tribe."

"Although he lives in a big house, he is completely poor."

"I went out to relax, and I was actually killed."

"This young master is really miserable."

Standing under the eaves, Nicholas Pickering's left hand hanging by his side gently tapped the beat on the side of his leg, one after another, very rhythmic - this was Nicholas Pickering previous habit, which helped him calm down.

After a long time, Nicholas Pickering finally accepted his current identity and breathed out: "It's as miserable as it gets. No matter how miserable it is, it's not as miserable as death. The best thing is to live."

In his previous life, Nicholas Pickering was an orphan. He had no father or mother, no worries, and lived a very casual life.

But now, God has given him a chance to be reborn and a family - although this family is not very kind to him - Nicholas Pickering still wants to live a better life.

Since you want to live, you must first figure out one thing.

"Who wants to kill me?"

He has already died once. Nicholas Pickering has had enough of dying and doesn't want to die again.

However, no matter how hard he racked his brains and went through all the memories of this life, he could not figure out who wanted to kill him. He could not even tell whether the murderer was from the Pickering Family or an outsider.

The only clue is: "Before he died, he smelled a strange fragrance on the murderer's body."

There was a "boom"!

Just as Nicholas Pickering was thinking about it, the courtyard door was suddenly violently kicked open, and two huge door panels flew out, turning into pieces of broken wood and flying down.

At the entrance of the courtyard, a young man in brocade clothes appeared, with an arrogant face, followed by five or six guards, like stars holding the moon.

"Jaxton Pickering!"

From memory, Nicholas Pickering recognized this cousin and knew that he often bullied him in the past.

Fang Xiangming looks like a human, but he doesn't speak human words: "Oh, cousin Fang Mo, is he still alive?"

Such humiliation makes even a person angry!

However, Nicholas Pickering was not angry. Instead, he lowered his head in humiliation and did not dare to look at Jaxton Pickering at all, like a quail fleeing from danger.

For more than ten years, Nicholas Pickering, who was cowardly by nature, had never had the courage to look anyone in the eye.

Jaxton Pickering seemed to have expected it, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: It feels really good to bully others!

However, the next moment, his smile solidified on his face.

Because, he was shocked to see that Nicholas Pickering's left hand hanging by his side began to gently tap the racket on the side of his leg. After tapping it for probably dozens of times, Nicholas Pickering slowly raised his head and looked straight at him. , eyes facing each other.

"He looked at me!?"

"How dare he look at me!?"

Jaxton Pickering couldn't believe his eyes.

What made Jaxton Pickering even more unbelievable was that later, Fang Mo actually reached out and pointed directly at him and asked: "Jaxton Pickering, why did you destroy the gate of my Mingxi Garden?"

Jaxton Pickering woke up with a start, regained his dandy look, and sneered: "Your Mingxi Garden? Nicholas Pickering, this Mingxi Garden will no longer be yours! I came here today to inform you that the Pickering Family will take back Mingxi Garden immediately. , from now on you can only live in thatched hut on the back hill, hehe..."

Nicholas Pickering frowned: "Why?"

"That's all!"

Jaxton Pickering took out a token from his arms and threw it to Nicholas Pickering

The token was Jaxton Pickering, so it was extremely fast and the hunting was windy.

Not to mention that Nicholas Pickering was injured at this time, even if he was intact, he would still be able to catch it.

It’s just that you have to pick it up even if you can’t.

The first battle in time travel, you can’t retreat!

Only by advancing and never retreating can one be a human being!

Nicholas Pickering caught the rapidly flying token with both hands.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

This is caused by the impact of the token.

Nicholas Pickering hit the wall hard, causing new injuries.

"Hmph, you are overestimating your own capabilities!"

Seeing Nicholas Pickering embarrassed appearance, Jaxton Pickering snorted coldly and said: "Nicholas Pickering, here is the family leader's token. Pack your things and get out. This Mingxi Garden is not qualified for you and your good-for-nothing lame father."

As the saying goes, no harm comes to the wife and children, and scolding people does not take care of their parents. Nicholas Pickering was furious, his face twitched uncontrollably, his fists were clenched tightly, and the urge to fight Jaxton Pickering was almost uncontrollable.

Jaxton Pickering sneered and said sarcastically: "What? You useless coward and you still want to fight with me?"

Nicholas Pickering eyes were about to burst, but he finally held back and gritted his teeth and said, "Jaxton Pickering, just wait. Sooner or later, I, Nicholas Pickering, will take back Mingxi Garden again."

After saying that, Nicholas Pickering slowly walked out of the hospital dragging his injured body, his eyes never leaving Jaxton Pickering from the beginning to the end, exuding a firm and even stubborn light.

"Take Mingxi Garden back? What a big joke!"

Looking at Nicholas Pickering's leaving figure, Jaxton Pickering mocked unscrupulously: "Nicholas Pickering, don't blame me for not reminding you. In two months, our Fang family will compete. If you are still such a waste, I'm afraid you won't even be able to compete by then." I can’t live in the back mountain anymore, I might be expelled from the Pickering Family, hahaha..."

…

The night is getting deeper and the mountain breeze is bleak.

There are only three thatched houses in the back mountain, not even a courtyard wall.

Sitting on the stone bench outside the house, Fang Mo looked around. The shadows of the trees in the mountains looked a bit cold against the backdrop of the few stars.

He felt that his future was as dark as this day.

In this world where martial arts is respected, Nicholas Pickering was born with nine fingers and his meridians were different from ordinary people. He was not suitable for the current martial arts methods at all. His future was even more bumpy and difficult to see the light of day.

In addition, there is someone somewhere who wants to murder Fang Mo. It can be said that he has a needle in his back and has trouble sleeping and eating. He must find a way to find the other party - even if he can't defeat him, he still has to be prepared.

There is also Jaxton Pickering, the Fang family comparison, and the possibility of being expelled from the Pickering Family...

Faced with such a difficult situation, if it were anyone else, he would either have gone crazy, or he would have lived a heartless life in the spirit of "no worries about too many debts, no worries about too many fleas".

But Nicholas Pickering wouldn't.

Because he is strong enough and afraid of death.

Therefore, he must find a way to live well.

But, where is the method?

"cough!"

At this time, a cough came from down the mountain.

Under the dim starlight, a middle-aged man limped up the mountain, coughing from time to time.

The middle-aged man was originally tall, but he looked slightly rickety due to his physical weakness.

The middle-aged man came to Nicholas Pickering and asked with concern: "The mountain wind is strong outside, why don't you keep it in the house?"

Nicholas Pickering knew that this lame middle-aged man was his father Timothy Pickering, but he felt very strange. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He opened his mouth and tried several times, but still couldn't call out the word "Dad".

Timothy Pickering didn't pay attention, and walked towards the hut with a lot of herbs: "Today, dad went to find some herbs in the woods outside the city, and I'm going to make some medicine for you."

Coming to this world, Nicholas Pickering experienced warmth and kindness for the first time. He was moved in his heart and finally said, "Dad, thank you! One day, my child will take you back to Mingxi Garden."

Timothy Pickering paused in his steps, turned around, and looked at Nicholas Pickering seriously. He felt that the young man in front of him was a little different from before - there was a kind of confidence and perseverance in the young man's eyes.

Nicholas Pickering did not avoid Timothy Pickering's gaze, but looked directly at him, proving his confidence and perseverance.

Timothy Pickering smiled, very slightly: "As long as you are good, I will be worthy of your mother. Mingxiyuan, it's okay if you don't want it."

Nicholas Pickering eyes became more determined: "Mingxi Garden is my mother's favorite place, I must take it back."

"Okay, Dad believes you can do it."

Timothy Pickering only thought it was the young man's arrogant words, nodded happily, and walked towards the kitchen with the herbs. His back no longer seemed as stooped as before.

Watching Timothy Pickering leave, Nicholas Pickering's eyes became increasingly hot.

Practice martial arts!

You must practice martial arts!

Whether it is for his own survival and life, or for the "lame"Timothy Pickering who gave him warm fatherly love, he must practice martial arts!

So what if the talent is not good? Just work hard, don't work hard at all.

As a former orphan, Nicholas Pickering had a very difficult life before, so he was never afraid of hard work, let alone risking his life.

Looking at the starry night sky, Nicholas Pickering looked determined and secretly swore: "Jaxton Pickering, just wait, I will repay today's humiliation a hundred times!"

Nine Finger Sword Master